Race With a Heart
Chapter 122: Sometimes You Have to Take a Risk

Chapter 122: Sometimes You Have to Take a Risk

"Agreed," Walton expressed his support for the idea. "A smart solution to bring Martin to us. We are in the season so we take who we can. Nobody should object. That should also reassure Steve as well. What if he insists on having Martin compete in the race anyway?"

His fears were fully justified. There was no suggestion that Paxton would have to give up his original plan so easily, and their little runway with Martin being introduced as a backup driver might just not work.

"Let the drivers’ results speak for themselves," Allen suggested. "If Martin turns out to be better than Don, we’ll have a basis to replace the drivers. If Don gets better - I don’t think Steve is foolish enough to insist on putting someone inferior in the race. "

Walton nodded contentedly. While he still had his doubts about Steve’s sanity, maybe by then the private investigator would prove Alston’s innocence and Paxton would have no excuse for his demands.

"But even if Alston does worse," Karl noted, "he still has strong sponsorship support and there’s no way my father would agree to this change. He prefers our driver to arrive last than the sponsor shows dissatisfaction. "

A thought suddenly dawned on Jack. She was bold and dangerous. It could bring Martin serious profits, but if Jack got it wrong, it would bring him irreparable loss.

But sometimes you had to take risks. Sometimes it was the only way to achieve great things.

"As for the sponsor," Lambert announced, "I can bring Martin someone bigger than Alston’s sponsor."

"You have someone like that and you haven’t brought him to our stable yet?" Walton was indignant.

"Hey Karl, take it easy. I said I could get him for Martin. I never said I could bring him for myself. The case is complicated, but you may find that bringing Martin back will give you a pretty good shot of cash. "

’And it can take my head or another, equally valuable part of my body.’

But the risk was worth taking.

***

In the afternoon it started to rain and Jack looked impatiently out the window, waiting for his lover to return home. Kevin didn’t have regular working hours. His classes at the university were regular, but his work in the police force required a great deal of flexibility. However, until something unexpected happened, Moore warned about when he would be home, and he did that this time.

Jack waited for him as nervous as ever. Well, maybe sometime, at the beginning of their relationship, Lambert felt this thrill of unease and uncertainty that Kevin would tell him one day that he couldn’t be with a man after all, but since then so many wonderful things had happened between them that now Jack not even for a moment was afraid of being abandoned.

Until now.

For Jack had planned to do something that would deserve Kevin’s wrath. Knowing this, Lambert did not intend to give up these actions. However, he had to reduce the impact of his actions as much as possible and prepare Moore for the shock that lay ahead. That is why today ...

Jack heard a car pull up into the driveway and looked out the window. Kevin got out and ran to the door to stay in the rain as little as possible. He was completely alone.

Lambert smirked and ran to the couch. He picked up the daily newspaper he had prepared in advance, unfolded it, and began to read.

"Oh, you are home," Jack remarked casually as soon as Moore closed the door behind him.

"Yes," Kevin announced, taking off his shoes and jacket, which had been slightly wet. "I have good news" he started walking into the living room and stopped as soon as he looked at the couch and Jack sitting on it.

"Yes? What? "

"We have visitors in five minutes. Dean with his wife ... "

"WHAT?!!" Jack sprang to his feet suddenly, putting down the newspaper and showing Moor the fullness of his charms. "God damn it! You’re telling me this now ?! "

Kevin started laughing.

"Forgive me. I’m not expecting anyone. There will be no visitors. I was just curious to see how you would react if you were dressed so... modestly. "

Maybe Moore had brazenly joked about him, but Jack knew his nakedness had inflamed the professor’s senses. Kevin’s face flushed and his eyes didn’t know which part of Lambert’s body to stop at. They chose to do it where it was entirely predictable, that is, on a completely exposed, slightly raised penis pointing at him defiantly.

Jack knew that the first stage of his plan - to get Kevin’s interest erotically - was successful. It had no right to end otherwise.

Now it is time for the second stage, although this had to undergo some modifications. Lambert had to improvise a bit.

Jack looked pouted, indicating that he was offended by the professor’s joke. Pretending to be angry, he sat down on the couch, crossed his legs and crossed his arms over his chest. He was clearly dissatisfied. Twice he snorted angrily and reached for the newspaper he had previously put away.

"You are mad at me?" Moore asked. His tone was more curious than remorseful, which didn’t bother Jack at all.

"Of course!" Lambert announced with a sweeping gesture unfolding the daily newspaper. "I wanted to play very naughty with you today, but you spoiled my mood!"

Jack stared at the newspaper for a few seconds, finally realized that he was holding it upside down and began to twist it into the correct position when suddenly Kevin with a loud rustle tore it from his hands. His face was very close to Jack’s. Veeerrryyy close.

His bright brown eyes looked at Jack with such intensity and such brilliance that the driver felt a pleasant shudder of growing excitement. Lambert didn’t even know when he spread his legs so that Kevin could find himself beside him.

"But I really have some good news," said Moore. "Do you want to hear them?"

"It depends," said Lambert, but did not specify what it would depend on.

"On what?" Moore had to ask.

"Whether they’re appropriate to talk about when your hand is between my legs."

"Ah, on that!" Kevin smiled teasingly, gently caressing his lover’s testicles. "I don’t know," he admitted. "I find the arrest of a criminal very exciting. What do you think about this? "

"Who did you arrest?" Jack asked suddenly, interested. The caress that the young professor bestowed upon him during the conversation ignited his senses, but Moore’s words ignited his curiosity.

"Suspect in Steve’s case. My colleagues are just gathering evidence. We also have an admission of guilt and a victim’s statement. "

"Who it was?" Jack asked, though with the caress he was experiencing between his legs it was getting harder and harder to focus. "Did it have something... Ah! ... to do with what happened on the track? "

"Not at all. It was revenge. Steve once interrupted someone from committing a crime, and the brat and his friends decided to take revenge," Moore explained. "Jack, you don’t even know how much I need you today ..."

Kevin dropped to his knees between Jack’s hips. He bent his beautiful, aristocratic head and took one of Lambert’s swollen testicles in his mouth with the greatest delicacy. His tongue turned into a flapping butterfly that dances on the petals of a field flower.

"Oh ...!" Jack sighed happily. "And I planned that today I would do you good ..."

"You’ll do me good," muttered Kevin. "You’ve already started" Moore stopped talking because he was focusing too much on petting Lambert.

Jack couldn’t underestimate the precision of his lover’s language. Kevin was excellent at everything he did, so even when they were sex games, he performed them with the utmost care and precision.

Moore could also work miracles with both his tongue and his hands. His hands gently slid over Jack’s hips, sending him another thrill of excitement. They moved higher until they reached his waist. As one stroked his side, the other moved to Lambert’s belly. The professor’s thumb broke into his lover’s belly button, sensually caressing him. Then the same hand slowly moved to the lower abdomen and a little lower, then lower again, until Jack’s cock rising proudly was within reach. With a caressing, gentle gesture, the hand brushed the base of the penis and then rubbed its head.

"Oh! Professor..." Lambert groaned happily and slid his hand over Moore’s head. He threaded his fingers into his hair, feeling as if the gates of paradise would be open before him.

Although Jack was naked, his body burned with a living flame. For a moment he saw this Kevin from a few months ago, who showed no interest in men. He was businesslike, haughty, and cool, but Jack could see layers of insane passion waiting for a miner to take on the task and start digging it out. The treasures hidden in Moore’s immeasurable imagination exceeded Lambert’s wildest expectations. When Kevin unleashed his erotic potential, his magic was a hundred times better than that of Harry Potter.

Kevin’s hand nudged his head again, creating a feeling in Jack comparable to what one experiences with a small electric shock. Lambert did not know if it was the physical caress that affected him, or the fact that this wonderful man devoted his attention so hard to please him. Another nudge, then another, and Jack’s penis was now quite hard and ready to take the altar of Greek love. Yes, Jack was definitely ready for that ecstasy-filling step. He reached for Kevin’s face and asked, his voice hoarse with lust:

"I’m ready, are you? Can we go a step further? "

Moore was breathing hard, staring straight into Lambert’s eyes. His eyes were foggy, but filled with lust. Extremely erotically he licked his lips as if he were just waiting for this question...

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